Su Fanxing hid in the bathroom, looked at her blushing cheeks in the mirror, and held them with her hands.
She never thought that Zhou Moshi would actually go so far as to give her a home.
The cold sweat on her palms showed that she had already given her whole heart to this man's attack step by step.
She belatedly realized that high-end hunters often went out as prey.
The sweet words Zhou Moshi said and the things he did were enough to make anyone in the world fall into his arms.
Despicable and shameless!
Su Fanxing cursed secretly in her heart, but the corners of her lips unconsciously rose slightly.
Perhaps, the little turtle, who has been curled up in its shell for so many years, can really try again and let its heart like him.
The showerhead continuously poured out boiling hot water, gradually filling the bathtub.
She stepped in slowly, letting the heat wash over her.
Su Fanxing even buried her head in the water, trying to use the feeling of suffocation to awaken her own rationality...
The conditions on the crew were so poor during this period that I haven't had a good bath for a long time.
She was full of random thoughts again, wanting to stay longer and escape from the captivating monster outside -
Who knew that driven by excessive fatigue, she would lean against the edge of the bathtub while soaking, and her consciousness gradually became cloudy...
———
Su Fanxing was pulled out of the bathtub half an hour later by Zhou Moshi, who was waiting anxiously.
In her confusion, she felt her body lose weight.
Before she could react, she was gently wrapped in a bath towel.
Zhou Moshi put her in the warm bed.
When Su Fanxing opened her eyes slightly, she happened to see his sharp profile shrouded in a layer of gloom, with his sword-like brows slightly furrowed.
His tightly pursed lips revealed his inner displeasure, like the undercurrent faintly surging on the calm sea before a storm.
She forced herself to stay conscious, but she felt that this person was inexplicably cute.
Su Fanxing reached out and gently poked his cheek, smiling faintly, "Zhou Gugu, you really like to get angry."
Zhou Moshi grabbed her fingers that were moving randomly.
His unhappy expression softened slightly due to her coquettishness, but he still gnashed his teeth in mock anger.
"Su, Fan, Xing."
"I'm here."
The person who was named blinked, rubbed his wet head in his arms, and wet the front of Zhou Moshi's shirt.
There was a hint of evil intent in her peach blossom eyes, as if she had succeeded in playing a prank.
"Zhou Moshi...you called me, what do you want?"
"......" Zhou Moshi, who was teased, pursed his thin lips into a straight line.
He could only be thankful that the lights in the room were dim at this time, so Su Fanxing would not notice that his earlobes had uncontrollably turned crimson because she whispered her name.
Zhou Moshi lowered his eyes and met her gaze.
Her peach blossom eyes were filled with endless stars and full of seduction, stirring all his nerves.
His throat was terribly dry.
She looked very happy and had been looking at him passionately since she entered the door.
He thought that any normal man would not be able to resist Su Fanxing's blatant and deliberate seduction.
Fortunately, it was him she needed.
Zhou Mo often couldn't help but think, if the man who appeared under the street light that day was not him, would she be the same, talking and smiling to others.
The passion in his eyes suddenly cooled a little.
But he still suppressed the dark thought of eating the person in front of him. His eyes swept over her head and fell on the bed sheet that was wet with the water dripping from her long hair.
Under Su Fanxing's gaze, he turned around, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out the hair dryer inside.
He plugged in the socket, placed his palm on the air outlet, adjusted it to a suitable temperature, then put it around Su Fanxing's waist and lifted her body up.
Motion for her to sit up straight.
"Sit up and let me blow dry your hair."
"Or... I can do it myself."
Su Fanxing felt inexplicably awkward.
From childhood to adulthood, no one except her mother has ever helped her do this.
Such an action is too intimate.
In her understanding, even if they can kiss each other freely, touch each other's skin countless times, and be honest with each other.
But simply blowing their hair would make them look like a couple now.
She is now in a state of confusion.
If she continued to allow him to attack her so recklessly, she thought, something really bad would happen.
But to Zhou Moshi's ears, Su Fanxing's resistance sounded like her shyness causing her to want to refuse but also to accept.
From his perspective, he could see her thick, long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.
Her peach blossom eyes were drooping, and she looked gentle, unlike her usual aggressive self.
Zhou Moshi inexplicably thought of the video he saw that day that was sent by his subordinates.
She was so well-behaved and gentle as she sat on the bench and sang.
The thick long curly hair entangled in his fingers fell on both sides of her cheeks like a waterfall in the video.
When he sang the lyrics word by word, he discovered for the first time that Hong Kong dialect was so gentle and lingering, and could be so beautiful when put into a song.
Zhou Moshi gave an inexplicable low laugh, hiding his words amidst the roar of the hair dryer—"If you feel embarrassed, find a chance to sing for me, as a token of your return."
The warm breeze blew on Su Fanxing's wet hair.
She heard it clearly, but she suspected it was an illusion.
Speaking of singing, she thought guiltily of that night when she suspected she had run into Xu Jinyan.
The beautiful dream that I had woven all night was suddenly shattered when that person's name appeared in my mind.
Su Fanxing nervously grabbed Zhou Moshi's hand and stopped him from blowing his hair.
Zhou Moshi turned off the hair dryer and lowered his eyes slightly in confusion.
She hooked her arms around his neck, and her soft body, as if it had no bones, slipped into his arms.
......
The bath towel that Zhou Moshi had just put on her gradually slipped off due to her movements.
The snow-white towel fell on the dark brown wooden floor without making any sound.
On the bedside table, a rose aromatherapy diffuser was lit with a faint candle, swaying slightly with the wind from the heater vent.
However, the candle was very tenacious. Even when it swung to the extreme arc, it could still maintain the star-like light.
Life and death.
Later, Zhou Moshi became malicious.
They stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the lights of thousands of homes.
Su Fanxing curled up her fingertips, and her peach blossom eyes looked at the tall tower across the bay, but she couldn't focus.
When pressed against the cold glass, the voice trembled unconsciously.
But she could only call the man's name softly: "Zhou Moshi...Zhou Moshi..."
Zhou Moshi thought the large floor-to-ceiling window was very beautiful. While secretly praising Su Fanxing's good taste, he moved from back to front, intertwining his fingers with hers.
He responded to her soft whisper in a low voice.
"Hmm? I'm here."
"......Son of a bitch."
"Yes, I am."
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